AN: First Harry Potter fanfic ever so please be nice! (puppy dog face) this is about a character that i accidentally thought of while in a maths lesson, (Please don't tell my maths teacher as he will not be very happy with me!) its set during the Marauders 6th year and continues from there. to all those who are still reading my AC fic then this is me taking a break or pre-longing the awkward scene following the cliff hanger.

Disclaimer: i am not J.K Rowling therefore i don't own the awesome characters she has created other then two OCs which belong to me.

Warning!: may have OOC many not we shall have to see.

My Beautiful Dark Flaws

"Just because you have flaws, does not mean your not Beautiful" Zane Malik from 1D

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It was a pretty normal day for me. At my feet lay a muggle and a mudblood cowering before me and my Dark Lord. For I am the Dark Lady, the most loyal of all Death Eaters besides my older sister who stood behind the spineless muggle and the worthless mudblood. My Lord looked at the muggle for a brief moment before deciding that it was useless to try and get information from him, with a wave of his hand two wraith like masked followers dragged the man kicking and shrieking from the room. I looked on with utter disdain before turning my attention to the remaining mudblood. My Lord stood from his throne and descended onto the terrified mudblood.

"Do you know when the term starts for Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry?" He asked in a almost whisper. The mudblood seemed to want to run away, but instead spat in my Lords face.

"I will never betray the Ministry or Dumbledore!" She yelled defiantly. Its always the same with mudbloods, stupid and naive as always. They don't know the true ways of the wizards. But we purebloods do. My Lord struck the mudblood across the face.

"How dare you! Filthy mudblood! If the old goat had seen that then he would be most ashamed of you." My Lord straightened and turned away."I grow tried of this. See if you can't make her snap my Lady."

"With pleasure my Lord." I smiled at him. He moved gracefully back to sit on his throne as I rose from mine. I glided towards the mudblood, looking her in the eye as I moved.

"You must feel a great burden to protect the secrets of an old man." I purred, making the mudblood tense."For one as young as you to carry a such a burden..."

"I will never talk! You can't make me! I've seen the things you do, heard the screams, the tales and I will tell you now Demon I will never turn to your ways so you waste your breath trying." The mutinous mudblood cried. I gave her a sweet smile and she gave a tortured shrill. My sister threw me a almost supportive smirk, but it did nothing to calm my erratic heartbeats. I hated having to torture muggle-borns, having their screams in my head for the rest of the day.

The mudblood gasped when I released her from her painful torment. I circled the mudblood like a raven circles a carcass. "My Lord asked you a question if you wish for the torture to end then you will answer him."

"No... N-Nev-er..." She whispered weakly. My Lord smiled as he heard those words. He knew what was to come next. This was why I was called the Dark Lady.

"Then I will make you feel pain like you have never felt before. I can torture you to the brink of insanity, make you turn on those who you call friend. I will make you relive every hurtful memory you have ever had, every nightmare, every heartbreak until you are nothing but a husk."

"But do you want to know the worst part? You will still be alive, so you will feel every stab of pain as it courses through you veins. By the time I am finished with you, you will be begging for death to come and claim you." I said remorselessly. When this muggle-born had been dealt with we could move on to more pressing matters and I could leave this chamber of death. The mudblood groaned and sobbed bitterly before she finally broke.

"Term starts in a week." She surrendered. I gave a nod to my sister who quickly ended the mudbloods life. Returning to my throne one could feel the layer of death that hung in the room. My lord smiled a gentle smile at me which I returned before being seated.

"Shall we continue as planned my Lord?" She asked her charcoal black eyes darting from me to him and back again. I turned to face my Lord awaiting instruction.

"Indeed we will. Tomorrow you escort your sister to the Merryweathers and the plan will continue from there. Fear not Scarlet, nothing has changed and your sister will not be in any danger." My sister nodded in agreement before turning to me.

"Come my Lady sister, we still need to prepare you for your task." I rose from my throne and bowed to my Lord before following my sister to my room. As I passed the masked followers bowed and knelt by my feet. Yes this was a normal day for me, Ravenarna Storm the 16 year old Dark Lady.